Seramir watched from the kitchen again to watch Lady Elizabeth and her mother. Her mother had been nothing like he had expected. She was a scary woman, enjoying bending men to her will. Seramir thanked the heavens Lady Elizabeth wasn’t like that. When the admiral had walked in unexpectedly everyone’s heart stopped. He expected the admiral to throw a fit breaking dishes and throw Elizabeth and her mother around.
When Lady Elizabeth came back in she walked back up stairs probably up to her room he guessed. She was safe and he was about to return to his servant work when he heard a loud thud come from the upstairs. He and a few other servants ran to the stairs. They heard yelling and things breaking. Running in to Lady Elizabeth’s room they found her on the floor holding her cheek and the admiral standing over her looking furious. Things around her were smashed on into peices on the floor.
“Master, is something wrong?”another servant asked.
“No, nothing’s wrong, get back to work!”
The servants rushed away off to their jobs. Seramir hid in one of the hallway closets and waited for the admiral to go away. There was more shouting and things being thrown. He could hear Lady Elizabeth shrieking, sending a stabbing pain in to his heart. Once the admiral had left Seramir rushed into Lady Elizabeth’s room. The mirror was cracked, lamps were broken and cups shattered on the floor. Lady Elizabeth was sitting next to the bed holding her cheeks still, blood flowing from her lips. Seramir started to panic. “Lady Elizabeth we need to get you out of here it’s not safe.”
“No, I’m fine. Please don’t tell anyone.”
How could he not? She was the captain’s woman he had to report this to him. “I have to tell the captain.”
She grabbed his arms tight, “no, you can’t even tell him. If he found out he would do something foolish and our plans to free them would be ruined.”
“No but’s promise me you will not tell him.”
Seramir starred into the Lady’s eyes and could see she was also frightened. He caved and agreed to her wished. He helped clean the room and got another maid to help tend to Lady Elizabeth’s wounds. By night fall the admiral hadn’t gone near Lady Elizabeth’s room. Seramir kept watch throughout the night to make sure she was safe. The day went by in a dead silence. No one could meet the admiral in the eye when he walked by. Seramir found himself glaring when the admiral walked by.
“Ya don’t like masta do ya?”
Seramir turned to see an old male servant. He had met the entire staff of servants. Each he found less educated then the next. “He beats my Lady around, how could I like him?”
“Masta’z always been that way. Almost allz of us servantz been hit by masta.”
“A master shouldn’t beat his servants and a man shouldn’t beat his fiancé.”
Seramir trekked off in a fury. He watched over Lady Elizabeth more carefully. Never leaving her alone with the admiral, each time each other gave a glare to the other. He neither slept in his bed in the servant quarters, he sat on the other side of Lady Elizabeth’s door preparing to keep the admiral way. In the morning he would find a blanket covering him. He knew it had to be Lady Elizabeth watching out for him. Her kindness was wasted on a pirate like him and the crew. They were putting her in danger and she was caring for them. Seramir knew the world was a cruel place. His own mother had nearly sold him to slavery before the captain and Azmir had rescued him.
When two days passed, bruises appeared on Lady Elizabeth’s face and wrists. She did her best to cover them with make-up but they were still visible. Seeing them made Seramir cringe. To the point where he was sick every time he saw them. He knew that if the captain ever saw this he would fly in to a rage and kill the admiral on the spot.
She found things to do and keep her busy. Seramir helped her work around the house; placing flowers on the tables and mantels, arranging plates for dinner, and looking over the garden. She continued to teach Seramir reading and writing during the afternoon. He never asked her why the admiral had taken his hand to her and neither did she share. Lady Elizabeth didn’t talk about meeting her mother tomorrow or the rest of her plan.
Lunch the next day rolled around and Lady Elizabeth was in high spirits. She dressed in her best and wore the captain’s necklace. On the carriage ride to West Abbey Lady Elizabeth held the necklace in her hands twirling it with her fingers. Seramir could see she was still in love with the captain.
“Would you like me to visit the crew and captain while you’re at lunch?”
A smile came to her face, “yes, I’m sure they await to hear from you, but you remember our promise right?”
The promise to keep quiet of her being beaten by the admiral, he had struggled with himself whether to go against his better judgment and tell the captain. But in the end she was right he couldn’t tell him, it was too dangerous, “yes, I will not tell the captain.”